I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 87

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#Episode 87

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Bellenua, the capital of the Great Empire Valdin.

It was a city where the eyes and ears of gossip enthusiasts never rested, as magnificent and splendid as its outward appearance.

But among the countless rumors, there was something else that had recently captured people’s attention—

“Did you hear the news? Duke Lombard and his wife arrived yesterday.”

“Oh my, they really came?”

“His Majesty graciously extended an invitation, but I never thought they’d shamelessly accept it…”

The gazes of the noble ladies gathered at the art salon subtly turned somewhere.

It was Princess Rosalind, who was conversing with literary figures.

She patronized various fields from art, music, literature, to architecture, and led the trends of the Imperial Capital by inviting celebrities of the era to the Imperial Palace for discussions and building friendships.

Everyone wanted to attend her art salon. And this was only possible with Rosalind’s invitation.

So it was natural for the attendees to read her mood and curry favor with her.

“Your Highness, are you alright?”

“Come to think of it, you don’t look well.”

“I just lost some sleep because of the hot weather…”

Rosalind, who had received everyone’s attention, smiled faintly. People who saw this murmured among themselves.

“Indeed, she must be quite troubled by the news of that woman’s return.”

“How could she not be?”

The incident that occurred at the founding festival a few years ago was vividly etched in people’s minds.

A small bird that returned with torn wings and a broken neck, and Rosalind who fainted upon seeing it.

Elisia was already called a troublemaker of the Imperial Capital, but this incident became the catalyst for people to distance themselves from her even more.

“Lady Rosalind’s heart is too tender, that’s her problem.”

“Oh dear, exactly.”

“Still, it won’t be boring for a while. How quiet was the Imperial Capital’s social circle after Lady Elisia left for the Northern Region?”

“This social season might have many interesting incidents for once, hoho!”

If Elisia had heard this conversation, she would have noticed the hidden meaning and thrown a fit.

Despite being pushed to a collateral line, she couldn’t stand being looked down upon even slightly compared to Rosalind, the direct imperial princess, due to her pride as the former Crown Prince’s only legitimate daughter.

It was the moment when gossip enthusiasts suffering from boredom and ennui gathered in one place.

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Midday with the sun high in the sky.

Outside the townhouse was bustling with the sounds of people coming and going, but regardless, I was lying like a corpse wrapped tightly in blankets.

“I feel like my back is completely broken…”

I thought I was going to die.

For me, who had never left the Northern Region in my entire life, this was the first time I’d taken such a long journey since I was born.

Naturally, the carriage ride was excellent and the roads felt as smooth as silk compared to the mountainous Lombard region.

But the incredibly long travel time completely negated all these advantages.

Fortunately, Lombard owned a decent townhouse in the Imperial Capital, so as soon as we arrived last night, I jumped into bed without even having a chance to look around.

And I’d been in this state ever since.

I didn’t want to do anything. Emperor or whatever, right now I just wanted to lie in bed.

“Madam, are you awake?”

“No.”

“But how are you speaking?”

“Even corpses sometimes want to talk.”

“Oh, Madam.”

Berry had already mastered the method of coaxing and soothing me when I tried to stick to the bed.

When she drew the curtains and opened the windows, the warm southern sunlight poured in.

Then she lightly lifted me up along with the blanket, gently coaxed me, and sat me on the sofa.

She propped me up as I tried to slump over, wiped my face and body with a warm wet towel, and held honey-preserved fruit to my lips to wake me up.

“Sweet…”

“Are you a bit more alert now?”

I silently nodded and looked down at the tray Berry had brought.

There were dozens of letters piled up. Anyone could see they were invitations addressed to me.

“Hah, news travels fast.”

Edwin and I had only arrived last night.

But in less than a day, the rumors had spread this quickly.

I felt somewhat amazed by the gossip enthusiasts’ information network as I roughly skimmed through the letters on the tray.

It seemed like almost all the notable figures of the Imperial Capital had sent invitations.

The senders varied from great nobles to frontier nobles, but among them, Princess Rosalind’s invitation particularly caught my eye.

‘That Princess really lives a tiresome life.’

Everyone on the continent knows we’re on bad terms, yet she sends an invitation.

It even contained unbelievable content about how everyone missed me and wanted to see me.

I don’t know if she’s genuinely kind or just pretending to be, but getting involved with this type of person would only make me tired too.

“Decline all the invitations.”

“Yes, Madam!”

Just as Berry was about to clear away the tray, an envelope buried at the very bottom caught my eye.

I reflexively snatched it up.

“Isabella La Perang?”

My eyes, which had been drowsy with sleep, opened wide.

Marchioness Perang, she was a noblewoman considered one of the greatest intellectuals of the Imperial Capital and the author of my favorite book, !

When I opened the envelope, there was a concise sentence saying she wanted to invite me to her literary salon.

I couldn’t believe it.

Isabella La Perang had invited me. An opportunity to actually see the author I admired had arisen!

“This is crazy.”

Is this a dream or reality? Surely it’s not a dream, right?

My soul had already arrived in front of the Marchioness’s mansion.

My love and admiration for her writings were so great that I could talk about them for three days and nights without stopping.

But the problem was that there was absolutely no reason for her, the Imperial Capital’s greatest intellectual, to invite ‘Elisia,’ the worst fool.

Also, considering ‘Elisia’s’ personality, she shouldn’t set foot in such a place.

‘Please, my smart brain. Think. Are you going to waste this golden opportunity to actually meet Isabella La Perang?!’

I didn’t care if I couldn’t say a single word to her.

Just looking at her from afar would make me happy.

Just secretly sitting in the chair where Marchioness Perang had sat, or eating the same food she ate, would become a lifelong memory I’d recall until my dying moment.

But no matter how much I thought about it, no matter how frantically I racked my brain, I couldn’t think of a way to accept Marchioness Perang’s invitation.

And I didn’t want to act like a legendary fool in front of the lady I admired either.

‘Life…’

It’s all meaningless.

Having lost even the strength to sit, I lay back down on the sofa and was ruminating on the absurdities of human history when I heard a knock-knock sound from the bedroom on the opposite side.

This townhouse, like the mansion in Bellamare, had a structure where the couple’s bedroom was connected with just one door between them.

In other words, it was Edwin.

“Come in.”

I answered without hiding my sulky mood.

“Elisia, good afternoon.”

“Good morning.”

“…Elisia?”

Edwin looked back at Berry after seeing the deep, dark walnut carved into my jaw.

But Berry had no way of knowing my thoughts, so she just tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.

After sending Berry away, Edwin carefully sat down beside my head.

“Did something happen?”

“No.”

No matter how you heard it, it was clearly the voice of someone who had something happen.

But right now, I wasn’t generous enough to worry about Edwin’s bewilderment as well.

Who could possibly understand this frustration of having to ignore an invitation from Isabella La Perang, the greatest intellect of our time whom I had admired and respected since childhood?

I had no choice but to swallow it down alone.

“The weather is really nice today.”

“….”

“As Elisia knows, the Imperial Capital in spring when the social season begins bustles with crowds of people and goods.”

How would I know when I’ve been stuck in Lombard my whole life?

Just as I grumbled inwardly and closed my eyes completely, a hint of playfulness mixed into Edwin’s voice.

“Have you ever walked through Bellenua’s city district? Mixed in among the citizens, ordinary and free.”

“…?”

“If Elisia doesn’t mind, would you like to go out together?”

I opened my eyes in surprise and immediately met Edwin’s gaze.

His eyes looking down at me curved gently.

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